It was Christmas Eve. I was going through Bruce's room when I heard a noise that sounded like thunder. I thought it was Bruce's storm window. In the hall I saw Wayne coming out of his room with a giggle that meant trouble.
He said he went through the floor. I looked at his bed. One leg had went through the floor. Mom came up and asked us what happened. I went down stairs to see the roof. Wayne's bed leg was through the roof. There was plaster on the Christmas presents and when I got up stairs I heard Mom tell Wayne to go to bed. He went to bed as soon as he cleaned up the mess. After a little while I went to bed too.
I couldn't get to sleep right away so I got up and looked through my telescope at the lights uptown. I went back to bed and finally got to sleep.
Next thing I knew I was half awake and there was somebody at the door. It must have been Wayne. That's what I thought and Mom must have locked the door because she told us she would lock the door because we usually got up at about 5:00.
I looked at the time; it was l:00. I got up and opened the door. Who was it? It was Mom. I got back into bed and asked Mom what time it was; she said, "One o'clock."
Two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, five o'clock, five-thirty, and all I had done is layed there, counted, night dreamed, and thought about what was down stairs. I decided to get up and tip-toe down stairs.
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Up I got, put on my sox, got my flashlight, and got down stairs safe. All that there was is Bruce's stuff and our sox. I got back to bed safely and finally got to sleep.
I woke up around 7:00. Wayne came over and I told him what was down stairs. We dug in our sox, we got candy, and a pocket warmer. We brought some up stairs and had a picnic in our bed. After a while, Mom and Dad went down stairs so me and Wayne went down too. We opened a few presents, then Bruce came down. We opened up all the presents we could find.
At about 11:00 Ross and Daffinie came over. They opened up all their presents. Wayne and I got a big box. We opened it, took out wrapping, two onions, and finally we found a football. We could have shoveled out the wrappings. Bruce tried it. A little while after, we gathered the wrappings. Don, Lyla, and Gene came. They opened the last presents after dinner.
We sat around and ate. After supper, about 8:00 P.M., we brought down some games. Just about all of us played monopoly. The rest didn't play anything. Then we had lunch. After eating, I went to bed to end Christmas of 1955.
This is a family Christmas photo taken in our living room a year later, in 1956.
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Posted February 1, 2001.